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Summary: my name is Isabella swan. I am 17 years old, 18 in a couple of months. My life isn't as simple as everyone else's. In fact my life has been a journey of ups and downs, full of laughs, tears, love and heartbreak. Here it is.
Chapter one: introduction.
Hi my name is Isabella Swan. I am 17 years old. 18 on September 13. I have long brown hair that reaches my waist and chocolate brown eyes. These are my best features or so I'm told. I consider myself a plain Jane because in no way am I beautiful. I live in Forks Washington, but before that I previously, lived in Phoenix Arizona. I lived there with my mum Renee and my dad Phil, and my 2 brothers Emmett, my twin Jasper. Emmett is seriously muscled with dark curly hair. Jasper is taller but he is less muscular and he has honey blonde hair. When I was 2 my mum and dad started arguing. That day was the day that my life started to go downhill.
It all started a couple of months after my brother Emmett turned 3. My dad Phil liked to go out to the local pub with a few of his work buddies. When he came home though he was completely out of it. This use to scare my mum because he never used to be like this. She used to tell us stories of how romantic he used to be, but all that's changed now. My mum Renee would always put me to bed and send my older brothers Emmett and Jasper to bed after I went. This is because she didn't want us to see my dad in that state. That was the night the beatings started. The next day my mum looked really bad. She had a black eye and bruising all on her arm and it looked like just standing up put her in pain. This carried on for months; I and my brothers never mentioned anything because we didn't want her knowing that we knew what was happening to her.
After My 4th birthday it calmed down a bit. That was until one night my dad went out after he argued with my mum. Renee had put us all to bed but not long after she had woken us up and said that we needed to go to the hospital. When we got there we found out that my dad Phil had been involved in a car accident where he was so drunk he ran out in the middle of the road. This resulted in Phil having an amputee and had his legs removed which resulted In him being in a wheelchair. After this happened things never got better. My mum and my dad argued every single night which resulted in him storming out and not returning for the whole night sometimes days, my mum use to cry herself to sleep at night and I knew this was hurting her. One day my dad still hadn't returned home so my mum packed up the car and we left our home in Phoenix. That was one of the last times I saw Phil.
Once we left Phoenix we didn't know where to go, my mum decided she wanted to move somewhere else. As we journeyed through our life we stayed in many places such as Chicago, Seattle, and Port Angeles and finally we ended up in Forks. When we lived in Chicago we stayed in this beautiful house on the outside of town. My mum has always been quite well off given she came from a rich background. When we were there we met a family and they were really nice, they had a little boy which was the same age as me. His name was Jordan and he was my best friend.
Me and Jordan use to do everything together, we played together, went to school together and we also use to sleep in the same bed together. This was one of the happiest times in my life. Until one day my mum said that she wanted to leave. This was horrible as I had to leave my best friend behind. I can remember crying my eyes out and begging not too leave. The day we left I ran to Jordan's so I could say a proper goodbye. He gave me a hug and said that I was his best friend and that we would see each other soon. He gave me a China boot which still sits in my window sill. I cried so much that he pulled me in to another hug and then he kissed me. I was 4 years old and just experienced my first kiss. Since then I have changed quite a bit.
When we lived in Seattle my mum met this new guy. His name was Paul. Now Paul started off really nice and I thought that maybe he could be my new daddy. But I was wrong. One day we were all sat round the table in the living room watching TV when he came in and started swearing. This scared me because this was the first time I had actually witnessed this. Renee would send us upstairs while she tried to calm him down. About 2 hours later she called us down to eat dinner. Now that particular night I felt very sick which resulted in me not wanting to eat my dinner. When Paul came back and told me to eat my dinner I said no and started crying. To this he responded by saying "what did you say? Nobody ever says no to me so when I say eat you eat".
I remember being really scared but still refused to eat. My mum and brothers were all in the living room and completely oblivious as to what was going on. He then grabbed hold of my chair and pushed it resulting in me falling to the ground and then he pushed the chair on top of me. When I started crying my mum rushed to me and asked what happened to which Paul said "she was being stupid and she was messing around on her chair and fell off" he glared at me if to say 'if you don't go along with this next time It will hurt'. I was so scared that I just agreed with what happened. This went on for ages. Every single night he would pick on me when my mum or my brothers we're not around me. Until one day I was getting dressed for gym when the teacher called me up to talk to them. I went up and they started asking questions about where I had gotten the bruises that were all down my arms and legs and across my back. I said that I fell over as I am quite clumsy. I thought they had believed me but obviously I was wrong. This is because when i got home 3 days later the police came over and said that I had been abused. Now this was right but I didn't say anything as I didn't want to make him angrier than he already was, but I was too late. 2 weeks later Renee had to go to court. I didn't know what this was when I was younger but when Renee came home she told me I had to pack a bag because I was going on holiday. I was 9 years old. I went with Renee to this ladies house. She was called Sue Clearwater and she had a husband called Charlie. I was really scared when I went there but they were really nice and cooked me my favourite dinner. Mushroom ravioli. Mm mm yum! When I was 10 I was finally told that I wouldn't be going back to live with Renee because they found out what Paul had done to me. This made me angry and extremely upset that what he had done had affected my whole life. I lived with both of my brothers and they grew to be extremely protective. Emmett was a big softy but if someone picked on his little sister then you were in for it. And Jasper didn't really like to show his feelings and he was often quite shy. As my time at Sue and Charlie's progressed I had found a boyfriend when I attended Port Angeles primary. My boyfriend was called Lee. He was a tall blonde haired boy with blue eyes. He was my first love after Jordan. We done everything together and we would often phone each other after school. But when I finished grade 6 I had to leave the school and Lee behind because I was moving house. I moved away from Sue and Charlie and went to go and live with Elizabeth and Edward Masen. They lived in Forks so as you can guess I moved there. Now Renee at this time said she wanted to be closer to her children, so she left Paul and moved to a house in Forks. This was good for me because I still had my mum around me. I never saw Lee again after I moved here, so I think that he just forgot about me. Anyway because I would be starting grade 7 in the autumn I had to attend Forks High School. Now Forks wasn't a big place at all and only had around a population of three thousand one hundred and twenty people living in the town. This means that only three hundred and fifty four people attended Forks high school. I was honestly quite scared when I first arrived but I gradually got through it. I made friends with 2 girls one was the same age as me and the other was a year older. Their names were Alice Brandon and Rosalie Hale. Alice was a short girl probably around 5ft 2 only 4 inches shorter than my 5ft 6. She was very small and thin but with jet black hair that spiked in every direction. Rosalie was a tall blonde girl. She was beautiful with really long blonde hair that reached her waist and long legs. She looked like she was a model. My brothers go to the same school as me. My classes for the day were calculus, gym, English, double biology and drama. At lunch I sat down with my two new friends and Emmett and Jasper. They all seemed to get along well but I could distinctly see Alice and Rosalie giving my brothers the googly eyes. Not long until my brothers are under their spell. As we were sitting down I saw the most handsome boy I have ever seen. He had big emerald green eyes but was hidden under untidy bronze hair. He was gorgeous. He was wearing a tight black shirt which empathised his muscles and skinny jeans with black converses, he was a god. Alice noticing my staring told me who he was. "That's Edward Cullen" she told me. Seeing that I was gobsmacked she told me about him. "He is the schools biggest player and he doesn't settle down with girls like us because apparently we aren't good enough. Also he's Rosalie's brother" after hearing that I turned around and stared at her in shock. They looked nothing alike. Noticing this she said "he's not technically my brother but he's adopted. That's why we don't look alike and why we have separate surnames he kept his original last name; and we don't get on either as I don't agree with him playing girls." After she said that the God that is Edward Cullen approached our table. "Hey sis" he said to Rosalie while she glared at him. "Are you not going to introduce me to your new friends" in which she replied with "no I'm not. Now where's the blonde bitch you were just with Tina, Tracy um what's her name again" "Tanya" he shouted back, "anyway she and I didn't work out so I finished it" he said while glancing at me. "Wow you stayed with her for 2 days new record for you isn't in Eddie." He grimaced and walked away without saying another word causing our table to erupt with laughter. That was the first time I met Edward Cullen.